The ball hits like raindrops Yimi 115
Luo Keer finally waited for him. In fact, she was really not sure whether she could defeat Mu Zihan.
The fine sweat in his hands soaked the handle of the racket, and Luo Keer squatted half-crouched, holding the racket tightly in preparation.
Mu Zihan serves.
The slender hand held the ball and dropped it freely, then swung the racket with his right hand and hit it quickly and accurately.
Luo Keer caught it with difficulty and then fought back.
You and he go back and forth for no less than twenty or thirty rounds, but there is no one who loses.
Mu Zihan has no patience anymore. He came here to teach that stinky girl a lesson. He must make her lose miserably.
Mu Zihan is the national tennis champion. Although this Luo Keer is not inferior, he must defeat her.
Mu Zihan's force was relatively strong, and his serve was very fast. Luo Keer, who was exhausted, failed to catch the ball in the end, and the ball finally hit his shoulder.
After a while, the tennis ball came crashing down like raindrops, and Luo Keer was completely unable to parry.
Luo Keer was unwilling to give in, or very angry, and swatted all the balls he received, but they were all blocked by Luo Muzihan and swatted back.
Luo Ke'er's whole body was in pain, it hurt her to death, and the classmates around her were all watching the fun. Seeing Mu Zihan desperately attacking Luo Ke'er, Wen Qi and Gu Yansi couldn't stand it anymore, and Wen Xi
, Wei Nuo, told Luo Keer to stop and not fight back. This would hurt her even more.
It's very sad. Luo Keer's body hurt from being hit. Damn Mu Zihan, what does the peat ancestor do? He cursed secretly and rubbed his wounds.
Mu Zihan came over with a racket and provoked, "I told you, if you mess with me, you will die."
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Chapter completed!